"And he had the nerve to ask for my hand?" Charlie gaped, eyes wide. At the other two, she dismissed with a hand wave. "Sound judgement, Auntie, and much appreciated. The nerve of some people." It was very difficult to get her thoughts out, her mind full of sheep and fog, and her tone was light and airy. There was so much to process about what Z'laenna had said. Thinking nothing of their families and only of themselves... Perhaps that was her problem? She needed to be a little more selfish?
She let her mind wander to her potential mates, and again her mind wandered to Kurai. While he had a son, he was unmarried. While one night was hardly anything to go by, not to mention it was completely inane to even consider such a thing. She was just riding whatever high she was on, be it the post sex bliss or the effects of the Lunaria. Was the potion supposed to be this strong? Was it supposed to make her skin feel tingly and her limbs like noodles?
"It's nice to be able to talk with you like this, Auntie," she purred into Romule's fur, her eyes half closed. She combed her fingers through his fur, which felt extra plush. He was like a toy. A giant, fuzzy toy capable of murder, and it was perfect! She arched her back as she held her arms above her head, stretching as she yawned. "We haven't really talked much in...a while? I miss it." Were she in her right mind, surely she'd regret such a statement, but as she was now, riding on a cloud, she felt quite lovely.
She let her mind wander to her potential mates, and again her mind wandered to Kurai. While he had a son, he was unmarried. While one night was hardly anything to go by, not to mention it was completely inane to even consider such a thing. She was just riding whatever high she was on, be it the post sex bliss or the effects of the Lunaria. Was the potion supposed to be this strong? Was it supposed to make her skin feel tingly and her limbs like noodles?
"It's nice to be able to talk with you like this, Auntie," she purred into Romule's fur, her eyes half closed. She combed her fingers through his fur, which felt extra plush. He was like a toy. A giant, fuzzy toy capable of murder, and it was perfect! She arched her back as she held her arms above her head, stretching as she yawned. "We haven't really talked much in...a while? I miss it." Were she in her right mind, surely she'd regret such a statement, but as she was now, riding on a cloud, she felt quite lovely.
